All Eyes On Me

Chapter 15

CAMERON’S P.O.V

"Dad, he knows something she doesn’t." I tell him from across the table, my fingers gripping into my thighs.

"And what do you want me to do about it besides send protection over there?" He asks me crossing his arms and leaning back in his chair, god, one of his testing lessons.

"I don’t know!" I yell at him.

"I don't know what you want me to do! If I don't know what I'm preparing for, how the hell do you expect me to prepare?" He yells at me.

"I don't know!" I say throwing my arms in the air, "I don't know, but shes my mate, and I won't let her get hurt because of who she is as a person or wolf! I won't gve up on her, I don't need to know what to prepare for, all I see is how scared she was when Anton threatened her over a thirty second phone call!" I yell back at my father.

"What do you want me to do? It is obviously something bigger than herself."

"I can't think right now." I say putting my head in my hands, all I could see was Cienna's scared eyes this morning when she told me who was on the phone. She tried so hard not to show how scared she was but you could see it in her eyes. And she was scared.

"Cameron think," he says to me and nodding his head slowly "Why would another pack want Cienna, it’s a broad generalization. What does every packs goal to do?" He asked me.

"To get stronger." I tell him.

He nods, "What would they want from Cienna?"

"Her size and power."

"Why?" He asks me."So they can grow stronger, if she’s bred off of two omegas, imagine what could happen if she bred with an Alpha?" Sigma asks me.

"They would become stronger." I tell him. They wanted her because of her genes, because they wanted to create a puppy mill out of her, to make bigger and better wolfs.

"I don’t think that’s it though." I say, "She said Anton told her on the phone he knew something she didn’t. She knows she’s big for an Omega, but what doesn’t she know, that he does?"

My dad looked at me, "You’re her mate, you tell me what she doesn’t know."

"I don’t know everything about her, she was a rouge remember?" I grumble.

"What’s one thing in Cienna’s life that she doesn’t know much about?" Sigma asks me still leaning back casually in his chair, not breaking a sweat over the threatening phone call.

"She doesn’t know much about her mom’s death." I suggest since that’s the only thing about her life she wishes she knew more about.

"What happened?"He asks, not very genuinely interested, because he already knew exactly what he was talking about.

"Cienna’s father accidentally got her mom pregnant, and didn’t want Cienna to live. He only killed her mom, Cienna and Alina got away." I say summing it up.

"Cienna and Alina are sisters?" He asks, frowning.

"No they’re mothers were best friends-part of the same pack, they both ran together."

"Did she say what pack she was from?" Sigma says suddenly interested.

"No, but her moms name is Elina Roberts." I tell him. "Oh wait she said something about Canada." I add in, remembering how she said how far she’s made it since.

A spark lit up in his eyes and he looked at me. "Are you sure that’s her moms name?" He asks seriously.

I nod, "Ya, Cienna told me." I pause, "She said her mom never told her much."